A neon light led the way. Dodging the buses, we carefully crossed High Street, skipped onto the pavement and paused beneath the flashing sign. I colla...sed the brolly, shook it out then stepped into the dazzling gloom. Smoke-laden stuffy air clogged my lungs. I coughed. He shouted over the clamouring bustle. 'Wait here! I'll sort it.' I nodded a shower of raindrops. He laughed, turned, and headed for the counter. Through the crowd, I watched his exchange with the spotty, floppy-haired assistant. When a car stopped and asked for directions to the snooker hall, we were to get in.Friday finally arrived and with a certain amount of fear and trepidation, we made our way to the bus stop, arriving there at 6.50pm. both dressed in only topcoats as ordered.While we were waiting for the car to turn up, my wife admitted, that although frightened at the thought of what was going to happen, she was sexually excited.I slipped my hand under her coat and moved to her perfectly shaven pussy. Before I. "Michael unclasped the last button then slid his hand inside my vest and began fondling my naked breasts with their hard nipples. I let him do this until the interstate exit was in view then I pushed him away from me. He gave me directions to where the party is and a few minutes later we were driving down a neighborhood road that was lined with huge mansions and old growth oak trees.As we got nearer to the address where the party is, Michael noticed that all the street parking is full, so he. The thought that the show must go on flashed through her head. Shesighed as she took the costume off the hangar and went back to themirror to get dressed. She still had that same voice. She was stillBettina, the blonde with big boobies who believes in genies and nowwants to be a magician."But you can call me Tina," she said sarcastically to her reflection inthe mirror. _____ o _____"Hello?" the little man called out to the unoccupied room where he hadappeared. It was another dressing room.